~ May 30
We are daughters of Nungui,
daughters of the earth.
We are daughters of the earth.
We are going to sow.
Mother, come and help us
help us with our task.
Aren’t you our mother?
Aren’t we your girls?
There is only forest here
where we need to plant.
Only with your help
will we clear our way.
Who else can we call upon
as we plant our fruit?
—Women’s planting song of the
Jibaro people of South America
The cycle of agriculture is a great metaphor for our inner lives. First we must prepare the soil, then we plant; we tend and weed and water, and then we harvest. And finally, we rest before the next cycle begins.
In today’s world, we often do not leave enough time for all the parts of this natural cycle to reveal themselves. It is as though we are constantly planting and har-vesting, allowing no fallow time nor time for growth. One thing ends and we are on to the next, whether that be a job or a relationship, a project or an interest. Yet, if we observe nature, we will see how much more gradual and graceful is her cycle. The corn does not rush to put out its tasselled fruit. If we live within the grace of the goddess’ seasons, we will live well indeed.
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